On Thursday morning, I got “permission” from a local Montana birder to try Bannack Bench Road again when I called for advice. “The roads dry quickly and the storms don’t usually come until late afternoon.” So, I hoped to hit a sweet spot in the middle of the day. The beginning of the road was great, but it soon starting getting sticky. But, I heard birdsong, so I just pulled over and shut the engine. I continued to hear the bird and then I found him at the top of a distant bush with his head thrown back in full song. I hoped that this was a Gray Flycatcher, so I made a couple of quick voice recordings and tried to get a photo, but my camera wouldn’t focus.
Before I had time to play with camera settings, a local rancher came by and stopped to see if I was OK. He said I should be OK for another mile or so, but that I should turn around at the next cattle guard. Then we talked for a while, about how he loved Montana, how he is trying to save the Greater Sage-Grouse on the land he uses, the local roads. I showed him an illustration of a Prairie Falcon and he was sure they were “just over the ridge there.” But, of course, that was an inaccessible location for me. I can’t regret the 20 minutes or so we talked, but after he left, I could not re-find my singing bird. Also, storm clouds gathered while we were talking and he left me with instructions to turn around right then. If I got stuck he would have helped me, but I would have been embarrassed by my foolishness. The rancher told stories of people calling for a tow truck and being asked if they had a good book. At least one person was stuck for over 24 hours. Friends, you may have worried about people, bears, or rattlesnakes, but the real danger out here is the roads.
I reluctantly left Bannack and headed to Lewis & Clark Caverns State Park, where I arrived mid-afternoon. The park is beautiful and I wish that I’d had the time and energy to hike some of the trails or take the tour of the caverns. I explored just a little of the park before it started raining. I headed to Bozeman for the night.
It was raining when I woke up yesterday morning and I half-way expected a call from Ron Farmer cancelling our birding. But, Ron picked me up as planned and we spent several hours birding from the car. Ron took me to his reliable Sage Thrasher spot and we did see one bird. The bird was wet and I didn’t really get a great look, but it was a lifer. We spent the rest of our time looking for Prairie Falcons to no avail.
Ron dropped me back at my hotel and I took a nap. When I awoke, the skies looked a little less rainy, so I headed back to the spots that Ron had showed me that morning. After watching for Prairie Falcons for over two hours (mostly in the rain), I decided to go look for the thrashers again. I drove up and back the road in intermittent rain with just one brief sighting. I started for a second round and immediately saw this Sage Thrasher perched on a fence post in a brief moment of sun.
Thrilled that I finally had a photo, I headed back to my hotel and started thinking about today. I had planned to drive the Beartooth Highway and look for Black Rosy-Finches at the pass, about 10,000 feet of elevation. I expected them to be right by the road. But, I started thinking about whether or not I would be comfortable driving the road and googled “Is driving the Beartooth Highway scary”? Well, the answer is that yes, for me, it would be as I am terrified of cliff edges. I have no idea why I did not think about the narrow mountain road with steep ascents and decents and hairpin turns before the trip. I fell asleep with no plan for today.
This morning, I decided that I would check Bear Canyon Road in the Pryor Mountains for Sagebrush Sparrows. It took a while to drive from Bozeman, so I started down the road at 12:30 PM. I did not find the sparrows, but I did receive confirmation from an expert that my recording from Thursday was indeed a Gray Flycatcher, another life bird. Bear Canyon Road was another of those isolated spots that I love and I enjoyed it. Here are a few images from this afternoon.
A bird that reminded me of the Southeast US.
A little sparrow that I believe is a Brewer’s Sparrow, or maybe it’s a Clay-colored Sparrow. Birder friends, can any of you identify this bird for me? (Update: the sparrow has been confirmed as a Brewer’s.)
A view of the Pryor Mountains. Yes, that is snow on the peaks.
Hi Shelley – I am glad you are finding some great birds. I think the sparrow is marked strongly enough for a clay-colred but perhaps your western buddies will have more experience. Stay safe!
Am loving your trip, Shelley! I am so glad you are posting as you go. Almost feel like I’m riding shotgun again…